Wizard: My skills can be upgraded indefinitely.

Inside the room, Adele's eyes snapped open, her killing intent palpable.

"Delia has been attacked... at least nine level-two wizards, along with the Thunderhawk Guard."

Her voice was very soft, yet it made the air in the room freeze instantly.

In the corner, a cold glint flashed in Nassenger's deep brown eyes as he slowly rose to his feet, his bones cracking softly.

"Location?"

"In the old alley of the East District, the other side has two level-two late-game players."

Edel raised her head, and silver patterns and dark gold veins flowed simultaneously in the depths of her deep blue eyes.

"Call everyone... immediately."

An underground witchcraft training ground.

Five figures stood in the center of the field, their breathing steady, but their eyes sharp as knives.

Nasenger stood at the front, followed by two newly promoted level two body-refining wizards.

A man and a woman, Karl and Crowlind.

The two were dressed in close-fitting gray outfits, their skin faintly glowing with a dark gold sheen.

These are the traces of the complete fusion of the [Earth Tyrant Potion].

Just two days ago, Adele took the two of them to Golden Statue Street and secretly completed her bloodline advancement.

Next up are the cursed wizard Roy and the elemental wizard Arya.

Roy slowly and deliberately wrapped the dark purple silk thread around his cuffs.

Arya's long, dark blue hair was tied in a high ponytail, and the crystal bottle at her waist swayed slightly.

Edel glanced at the five people without saying a word.

"Delia was attacked by nine level-two enemies, two of whom were at the late stage."

She said coldly, "Our mission... is to tear them apart."

The five men looked up at the same time, their eyes burning with fighting spirit.

Karl and Crolynde clenched their fists, the dark gold patterns beneath their skin gleaming slightly.

The immense, profound, and almost primal power within him is awakening.

Like a sleeping giant, it opened its eyes.

"Set off."

Six figures rushed out of their residence, disappeared into the night, and sped through the night sky.

Edel rushed to the front, her long hair forming a straight line behind her, and activated the [Child of the Ley Lines] ability at full power.

The pulse of the earth beneath my feet surged forth like a tide.

Further away, in the direction of the old alley in the eastern district, violent energy fluctuations emanated like torches lit in the darkness.

Delia's aura seemed to be rapidly waning.

"You must hold on."

Adele took a deep breath and sped up by three points, with the five people behind her close behind.

……

Ruins of an old alley.

The smoke and dust had not yet dissipated, and the stench of blood mixed with the smell of burning permeated the air.

Delia knelt on one knee, her right hand supporting the short blade, the tip of which pierced three inches into the stone slab.

The wound on his left shoulder was a bloody mess, with fresh blood dripping down the edge of his leather armor.

She looked up at the still lightning ten meters away.

Inside the lightning, electric arcs, like frozen ice flowers, solidified in mid-air.

Eerie, deathly silent.

The tall, thin man, Grover, suddenly changed his expression and turned his head sharply.

The effeminate man, Morris, paused, and the dark purple silk thread that was wrapped around him quietly snapped.

The seven level-two wizards simultaneously took a step back, their shields glowing in front of them.

At the end of the alley, in the shadows where the moonlight cannot reach.

Six figures slowly emerged.

The figure at the head of the group wore a long robe that fluttered in the night wind, and deep within his dark blue eyes, silver patterns and dark gold veins intertwined and flowed.

Edel stopped in her tracks, her gaze sweeping across the ruins before settling on Delia.

Upon seeing the wound on her shoulder, the dark golden light deep within his pupils suddenly surged.

"Miss……"

Delia's throat bobbed, as if she wanted to say something, but she coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Adele raised her hand, signaling her to be quiet, and turned to look at the two leaders.

"Grover of the Thunderhawk Guard, and... the curse master Morris."

Her voice was soft, yet it contained a murderous intent that seemed to reach the heavens.

These two are Edwin and Adrian's strongest bodyguards in public.

The Thunderhawk on Grover's shoulder sensed the killing intent and turned its head uneasily.

Morris slowly closed his slender fingers, the dark purple nail polish on his fingertips gleaming eerily.

"Miss Edel."

Grover grinned, his voice hoarse.

"It's so late, why bring so many people out for a walk?"

His gaze swept over the five people behind Adele.

He paused for a moment on Nassenger, his pupils contracting slightly.

"A mid-stage level two body refinement wizard... This wasn't mentioned in the intelligence report."

His expression finally changed when his gaze fell on Karl and Crolynde.

The dark gold patterns faintly emerging beneath their skin, the heavy, earth-like ripples.

"The same bloodline aura as Edel... a new second-tier bloodline wizard?"

Grover's heart skipped a beat, and his palms became sweaty.

Morris narrowed his eyes, dark purple curse patterns swirling deep within his pupils.

Within those two individuals, the power of their bloodline surged like magma from the earth's core, with faint, illusory mountain shadows rising and falling within.

That wasn't the fluctuation of an ordinary second-tier bloodline wizard.

This... is almost a fully awakened bloodline resonance.

"The intelligence is wrong." Morris's voice was soft, like a viper flicking its tongue.

"Let's retreat."

He spoke the last three words extremely quickly.

Without any hesitation, Grover shrugged, and Thunderhawk soared into the sky!

He retreated rapidly, a circle of lightning exploding beneath his feet.

He shot off like a cannonball to the other end of the alley.

The seven black-clad wizards turned around at the same time and fled in different directions.

Their reaction time was astonishingly fast, but someone was even faster.

"Trying to leave?"

Adele snorted and stomped her right foot heavily on the ground.

"Thump!"

The dull, resonant sound was like a giant hammer striking a large drum.

The ground was cracked, and gravel flew everywhere.

She transformed into a deep purple afterimage, rushing straight towards the two nearest black-clad wizards!

As soon as the two turned around, they felt a terrifying sense of oppression coming from behind them.

It felt like a mountain was pressing down on me from above.

They wanted to hide, to block, to activate the shield...

But in Edel's eyes... it was all too slow.

She extended her right hand, her five fingers like hooks.

The dark gold lines on the skin surface suddenly lit up, and the entire arm swelled up!

"Snap!"

The first person's head was easily crushed.

His body was tilted to one side, his incomplete pupils were dilated, and there was still fear in his eyes.

The body slumped down.

Without even looking, Edel clenched her left fist and punched the second person in the back.

The fist, carrying a terrifying burst of air, slammed into the shadow shield that the man had hastily erected.

"Bang!"

The shield shattered like paper.

The fist continued its momentum, smashing solidly into the man's back.

"Pfft!"

The dull thud of the sternum cracking was mixed with the sound of internal organs rupturing and splattering.

The second person was sent flying backward, crashing into the side wall and embedding himself in the rubble.

There was no more sound.

In two breaths, he killed two people.

Adele withdrew her fist, flicked the blood off her hands, the movement casual, as if she had swatted two flies.

She looked up and gazed in the direction Grover had fled.

Deep within his dark blue pupils, dark gold and silver patterns intertwined.

"It's your turn."

Nasenger flashed and caught up with one of the slowest black-clad wizards, one of the ones who had been injured earlier.

He didn't use any fancy moves, just the simplest punch.

The man turned around and raised a yellowish-brown shield in front of him with both hands.

The shield's surface was covered in flowing runes and was half a foot thick.

But the moment the fist made contact with the shield.

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The shield shattered, and the fist slammed solidly into the man's chest.

"Pfft!"

His sternum shattered, and the man flew backward, crashing into the wall and sliding down.

The power of a mid-level level 2 body refinement is something that an early-stage wizard's shield simply cannot withstand.

Nassenger staggered and chased after him, throwing a series of punches.

bang bang...

The black-clad wizard coughed up blood and was clearly dying.

On the other side, Carl and Crowlind simultaneously lunged at Grover.

The two walked heavily, each step leaving a clear footprint on the ground.

Deep within the footprints, a fleeting glimpse of dark gold patterns appeared.

Grover glanced back, his pupils suddenly contracting.

Delia had somehow gotten within thirty meters of him.

"Damn it!"

He gritted his teeth, slapped his waist with his right hand, and activated three thunderstorm talismans at the same time.

Fu Wenhua conjured three dazzling bolts of lightning, which shot backward!

Wherever the lightning passed, the air was ionized and emitted a burnt smell.

Karl remained expressionless, his forward momentum abruptly halting.

He stomped his left foot heavily on the ground, and a spiderweb-like crack appeared in the ground.

He crossed his arms in front of him, and the dark gold patterns on his skin suddenly lit up.

"Thump!"

A bolt of lightning struck his arm squarely, and the explosion illuminated half the alley.

But after the fire died down, all of them were unharmed.

Carl grinned, lowered his arm, and saw only a few faint white marks on his skin.

He glanced down, then looked up at Grover defiantly.

Grover was filled with resentment; how dare a mere second-level wizard disregard him like this?

"If it were just you alone, I would kill you like a dog!"

Before he could think any further, Crolynde and Delia had already flanked him from the side.

She was faster than Carl, and her movements were as agile as a cheetah. In just a few leaps, she blocked Grover's escape route.

Delia, on the other hand, provided support from the sidelines, interfering with the opponent.

Claurind and Karl stood one after the other, their fingers spread wide, dark gold lines spreading across their palms.

"Shockwave".

Both of them pressed their palms onto the ground at the same time.

hum...

A ring of transparent ripples spread across the ground like water.

Wherever the ripples passed, the stone slabs shattered inch by inch, turning into dust.

Grover's expression remained unchanged as he tried to jump up and dodge.

But the ground beneath his feet suddenly became sticky like mud, and an invisible gravitational field tried to press him to the spot.

"This is so annoying."

His main focus was on guarding against Delia's sneak attacks.

With a shrug, the Thunder Eagle shrieked and unleashed a breath of lightning.

The lightning struck the ripples, but it was like a mud ox sinking into the sea, not even causing a ripple.

next second.

Ripples swept across his body.

Grover's shield shook violently, as if he had been struck by an invisible giant hammer.

To his surprise, the shockwave could penetrate the shield and directly attack his body.

The sound of bones breaking throughout his body was as dense as popping beans.

"what……"

He spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with pieces of internal organs.

His body flew backward like a rag doll, crashing heavily into a wall thirty meters away.

The wall collapsed with a roar, burying him in the rubble.

Thunder Eagle let out a mournful cry, its feathers burst open, and it fell as a black shadow.

"What kind of witchcraft is this?"

Amidst the rubble, Grover thought that a broken bone wasn't a big deal; it would heal quickly.

"Me, a level 2 late-game character, actually got injured by two barbarians?"

Forget it, I'll settle this score another day.

He took out a blood-red jade tablet from his pocket and squeezed it hard.

Suddenly, a blinding bolt of lightning enveloped him and Lei Ying, and they vanished in the blink of an eye.

the other side.

Morris's escape route was even more bizarre.

But the cursed wizard Roy had already locked onto him.

With a light tap of slender fingers in the air, a dark purple thread appears with each tap.

The silk threads extend and intertwine like living things, eventually weaving a large net in the air.

The fine mesh covered all possible directions from which Morris could dodge.

"Shadow Binding - Thousand Threads"

Roy whispered an incantation, and the net suddenly contracted.

As soon as Morris emerged from the shadows, he found that the surrounding space was sealed off.

His eyes were contemptuous, and his right index fingernail flicked out, tracing the silk thread.

The potent poison applied to the fingernails is enough to corrode second-order sorcery structures.

The instant the fingernail comes into contact with the silk thread.

"laugh……"

The threads were cut directly, and the mesh shattered instantly.

"Boy, you dare to lay a hand on me today? One day I will tear your soul out of my body."

After Maurice finished speaking, he tried to disappear into the shadows.

"You can't escape."

Before anyone knew it, Edel had arrived nearby.

Within a radius of 100 meters, the air was heavy and still, and even magic seemed to be imprisoned and lost its vitality.

Morris's lips trembled, and fear finally showed in his eyes.

Adele straightened up, slowly clenched her fists, and stomped her foot down.

boom!

The ground shook, and her figure had vanished.

A pale fist slammed into Maurice's chest.

Bang!

Blood and flesh splattered everywhere, mixed with the muffled sound of bones shattering.

Morris was struck as if by a sledgehammer, his entire body flying backward in a V-shape.

"Ah... Edel, you wait..."

A thick, bloody light enveloped Morris as he rapidly flew away into the distance.

A glint flashed in Adele's eyes; she knew that even a late-stage level two wizard couldn't catch up to this escape technique.

The battle lasted less than a minute from start to finish.

Of the seven early-stage level two wizards, five died on the spot, while the other two escaped by sheer luck.

The body lay in the ruins, its blood staining the stone slabs red.

Nassenger collected the spoils of war, while Roy slowly gathered up the silk threads.

Arya scanned her surroundings warily, checking for any potential ambushes.

Edel quickly walked to Delia's side, took out a healing potion from her dimensional ring, and uncorked the bottle.

The pale green liquid was poured onto Delia's shoulder wound, and it made a soft sizzling sound as it came into contact with the flesh.

Delia gritted her teeth, beads of sweat forming on her forehead, but she didn't utter a sound.

Edel took out another recovery potion and held it to her lips.

"Drink it."

Delia took it, tilted her head back, and drank it all.

The medicine entered his throat, turning into a warm current that spread to his limbs and bones, restoring a touch of color to his pale face.

She leaned on her short blade and slowly stood up. "Miss... I've retrieved the potion."

"You've worked hard, let's go back first." Edel turned to look at the night sky.

There, the crystal ball atop the Time Trace Tower still shines, illuminating a large part of the city's night sky.

It also illuminated the cold, sharp edge in her eyes.

"It's time to wake some people up."

The night wind blew through the old alley, carrying away the blood and charred remains.

Seven figures disappeared into the darkness, leaving behind only devastated ruins.

And five corpses that were gradually growing cold.

Rooftops in the distance.

A grey falcon spread its wings and took flight, a communication tube strapped to its talons gleaming faintly.

Pass on everything that happens tonight to those eyes that are peering in the shadows.

From this moment on...

Seventh in line to the throne, Adele Juster, has officially shed her disguise.

It revealed its ferocious fangs.